The sky split open. Mumbai burned. The last thing I saw before the breath of a necro-dragon consumed my family was the impossible—a storm of dragon-riding mages from another world tearing the city apart.  They serve the Necromancer, who will stop at nothing to conquer every version of Earth in the Alphaverse.  Then came the Vritrans, our saviors.  Their dragon-riding battlemages are the only chance we have of defending our world from the Necromancer. In exchange, they need recruits to enlist in the Forever War. Lucky me.  I signed up under the Draft Immigration Act to stand-in for a rich US Senator's son for a generous fee, US citizenship, medical treatment for my ailing mother and a house for my baby sister.  After basic training--and I mean basic--at Fort Campbell, Kentucky, I was shipped off to boot camp.  On Predator Planet.  A planet where every single living thing is a hostile monster trying to kill me. And the deadliest hunter-predators from every world converge to kill new recruits.  No wonder most recruits don't survive boot camp! And that's just for starters. Every aspect of this world is controlled by the Mega-AI. Think the meanest, most ornery drill sergeant ever. Our every move is tracked by holohosts and Gnats--nanocams that transmit a constant live feed to trillions of avid viewers cheering our every victory--or death, doesn't matter to them either way--across the Alphaverse.  Now, just staying alive has become a fulltime job. But survival isn’t enough. Only a tiny fraction of recruits actually survive Predator Planet and go on to Level One.  I plan to be one of them.  The System wants warriors. I want vengeance.   But the System is rigged. No matter how hard I fight, how high I rise, how much power I cultivate, at the end of each level, I always die. And then... The System re-awakens me. The Cycle Begins Again.  Every time I reincarnate, I drop into a new world—a sci-fi warzone, a fantasy battleground, an alien nightmare. Everytime I advance to the end of a level, I earn the right to challenge one of the Necromancer's champions, each one a master of dark arts and sorcerience.If I defeat all six champions and advance to the seventh level, I earn the right to challenge the Necromancer himself.  No one has ever been able to get past Level Six yet but that isn't going to stop me. Because if I defeat the Necromancer himself, I get to reset the entire Alphaverse, bringing us all back full circle, to my life before the necro-dragon burned my family and I lost everything. But it's easier said than done. The Necromancer twists each world’s mechanics, stacking the odds against me. If I win, I advance. If I fail, I reset to zero.  The rules change every time. The stakes never do.  This game is designed to break me. Instead, I’ll break it.   The world needs warriors. I want vengeance.  ✔ High-stakes military action—tactical warfare, brutal survival, and squad-based combat  ✔ Ruthless RPG mechanics—leveling, skill trees, adaptive AI, permadeath penalties  ✔ Reincarnation loops & progression—I keep learning. The system keeps getting harder.  ✔ Cosmic-scale war & Indian mythology—inspired by the Mahabharata, karmic cycles, and ancient martial traditions  ✔ Dark humor & squad banter—because when you’re dropping into hell, you might as well laugh.   Level One Begins Now.  Welcome to Predator Planet.   A world where the deadliest hunters from the entire Alphaverse come to prove themselves. Every warrior, assassin, and apex predator has signed a waiver acknowledging one simple fact—they may not leave alive. But they aren’t the only danger. The planet itself is a meat grinder, teeming with native creatures evolved to kill anything that breathes.  I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t even supposed to survive.  Now, my only option is to become the thing they fear.   The drop is in 3… 2… 1…  CHAPTER RELEASE SCHEDULE New chapters release S-S-T-T* Every Saturday-Sunday-Tuesday-Thursday. That's the plan but... Because I've been working on this series for the past eight years, it's likely to be more frequent!